MM Racing Chapter 12: The Story of Ten Thousand Times
Chapter 12: The Story of Ten Thousand Times
Time flies, and the years of cultivation are countless...
"To master unparalleled martial arts, one must endure pain that ordinary people cannot bear. Master Wanci likes to drink oolong tea and loves to wear Chinese red clothes."
Good morning, Master!
Early in the morning, Gamamaru sat on a large rock and sang.
As soon as Wanci came out of the house, he hurriedly jumped up and down to greet him.
"Gamamaru, what are you chirping about so early in the morning?"
Wanci's face darkened when he saw Gamamaru, who was croaking loudly early in the morning!
Byd, what's your name so early in the morning?
Gamamaru has been here for about three or four years.
For the next three or four years, the two lived together, and Gamamaru even became Wanji's teacher.
At first, Gamamaru was very reserved and honest, but after getting to know him better, he started bragging.
"Hehe, Master, isn't this the song you like to sing?"
"You used to sing a lot when you practiced and took a bath, and Master, what is Chinese red?"
Gamamaru came to Manji's side and asked incessantly.
"Alright, alright, stop asking. Sometimes, knowing too much isn't a good thing. Gamamaru, let's go."
Wanci put on his red and black training clothes, took Gamamaru with him, and arrived at a mountaintop to begin a day of training.
The ten thousand times of cultivation was to integrate and combine Mount Myōboku, Ryūchi Cave, Shikkotsu Forest, and the Sage Art of the Monkey King.
To transform it into a magical technique that combines the strengths of many schools!
This process requires a gradual adjustment period.
It will definitely be slow, but I wouldn't mind doing it ten thousand times.
I have plenty of time!
Time, like a knife, cuts down even the most arrogant; I practice immortal arts, seeking to rival the might of time.
"It's so fast..."
Wanci, dressed in a red and black robe, stood atop the mountain peak.
In recent years, I have been integrating immortal techniques. Although the progress is slow, it is acceptable.
"Master? Why do you cultivate so diligently every day?"
Gamamaru perched on Manji's shoulder, watching the morning sun rise over Mount Myōboku.
Wan Ci smiled faintly: "Because there's a powerful, crazy woman outside."
"Oh? Stronger than Master and the White-Browed Immortal?"
"Gamamaru exclaimed in surprise and asked."
Wanci nodded slightly: "That woman ate something that made her extremely strong."
Furthermore, that woman is immortal; I alone cannot defeat her.
"However, I can still make use of her two sons..."
Ten thousand times I pondered.
Speaking of Hagoromo Otsutsuki and Hamura Otsutsuki.
I haven't visited those two people all these years.
Always cautious, Wanci did not venture into the human world much.
Besides occasionally grabbing some beef, mutton, vegetables, and fruits.
Because he couldn't stomach the "divine delicacies" of Mount Myoboku even after trying them ten thousand times.
"Judging by their ages, those two should be three or four years old..."
"With my current ability to conceal my presence, I no longer need to wear that concealment robe."
Ten thousand times silently recite
The person becomes transparent instantly, making them undetectable, as if they have vanished.
This was something I drew upon based on the abilities of the three great snake queens of later generations.
"Master? Master? Where have you gone?"
Gamamaru looked around at the empty surroundings and shouted.
Immediately, Wanci appeared, grabbed Gamamaru, and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see that woman's son."
Manji took Gamamaru and left Mount Myōboku.
..........
Kaguya Otsutsuki gazed silently at the sky.
She was worried, worried that the Otsutsuki clan would discover her betrayal.
It won't be discovered for decades, but it will definitely be discovered hundreds of years from now. Until then, she needs to prepare for the White Zetsu army to deal with it.
"I wonder how much my son will have grown up to be hundreds of years from now? Will he be able to withstand those people..."
Kaguya Ōtsutsuki gazed wistfully at the distant lake.
Hagoromo and Hamura are playing there.
Since the entire world is shrouded in Infinite Tsukuyomi, there's no need to worry about danger.
Kaguya plans to release some more humans later.
After all, the lack of manpower is also a major problem.
She wants to be the god of the world, not the god of the wasteland.
Just as Kaguya gazed at the starry sky
A lakeside
"Haha, Hamura, come and chase me!"
"Yuyi, don't run! Mother doesn't want us to go far."
Two three-year-old children are playing on the grass.
The two children had fair skin and delicate horns on their heads.
It was Hagoromo Otsutsuki and Hamura Otsutsuki.
[Note: Hagoromo is the Sage of Six Paths, and Hamura is his younger brother.]
[The reason for this reminder is that readers might confuse these two names. I used to think that the Sage of Six Paths was named Hamura, and that Hagoromo was the one on the moon. Later I learned that Hagoromo was the Sage of Six Paths.]
"Gamamaru, do you see that? That's that woman's child."
Manji appeared under the tree with Gamamaru, gazing silently at Hagoromo and Hamura.
"Master, I have a plan. This is a good opportunity. We can take advantage of this to kidnap these two people and then use them to blackmail the woman."
Gamamaru made the ambitious suggestion.
"You'd better not come up with any more plans."
I'm so frustrated. No wonder the Toad Pill was easily manipulated by the Sage of Six Paths in the original story; it's still not clever enough.
(In the original work, Gamamaru saw the future and then tried to contact the Sage of Six Paths, wanting to sow discord between him and Kaguya Otsutsuki. However, the Sage of Six Paths saw through his plan. But since the Sage of Six Paths disliked his mother's rule, he decided to play along and learn Sage Mode to fight against his mother.)
Kaguya Otsutsuki slowly appeared in front of Hagoromo and Hamura.
"Hagoromo, Hamura, it's time to go home."
Kaguya Otsutsuki spoke gently.
"Mother!!"
Hagoromo and Hamura clung to their mother's neck like two clingy little animals, nuzzling their heads against her shoulder.
"Mom, last night you said Mr. Manji can summon talking toads and turn into a monkey with a golden cudgel, is that true?"
Hagoromo clung to Kaguya's arm, her round eyes filled with longing, and the little horn on her head swayed gently with her movements.
Hamura nodded in agreement, clutching Kaguya's sleeve with her small hand, her voice soft and sweet: "And that talisman that can bring people back to life, isn't Mr. Manji amazing?"
Kaguya paused slightly, her fingertips gently brushing the two children's soft hair. The tenderness in her eyes was like moonlight soaked in water, yet a trace of indescribable melancholy swept through its depths.
"Yes, Mr. Manji is the most powerful and bravest person in the world."
He fought against terrifying monsters to protect this land, helped many people in need, and was a great benefactor to his mother.
Kaguya Otsutsuki said softly
She didn't mention the betrayal in the bamboo forest, the chakra fruit that was fought over, or the resolute determination she showed when she stabbed out the All-Killing Ash Bones and the sleepless nights that followed.
She simply portrayed Wanci in the story as an omnipotent hero, a legend hidden in the past, as if this could slightly make up for the heavy guilt in her heart.
The figure carrying two children gradually disappeared into the distance...
"Teacher! Teacher! She really knows your name! She even described you as a great hero!"
Amidst the swaying shadows of the trees, Gamamaru suddenly leaped off Manji's shoulder, gesturing with his forelegs: "Look, look! Those two little kids are practically idolizing you!"
"......."
Wanci stood still, his black and red robe fluttering slightly in the evening breeze.
He gazed in the direction where Kaguya and her son had left, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
He certainly knew why Kaguya was telling her story.
The guilt hidden in his gentle smile was like a fine needle, gently pricking his heart.
It wasn't pain, but an indescribable irony.
They once clashed and fought to the death in the bamboo forest, but now they have become a legendary tale of heroism as she lulls her child to sleep.
"A hero?"
"She certainly knows how to make up stories."
He murmured softly countless times, his voice so faint it was almost drowned out by the wind, a faint, ambiguous smile playing on his lips—a smile that was hard to decipher, whether it was mockery or something else entirely.
Gamamaru tilted her head, looking at him with confusion: "Teacher, aren't you happy? She described you so highly!"
Manji slowly withdrew his gaze, looking down at the bouncing toad-maru. The deepness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a knowing, cold light.
Wanci raised his hand and ruffled the top of Hamamaru's head: "Happy? No, I just feel... this game might be easier to play than I thought."
He recalled the longing for "Manji" in Hagoromo and Hamura's eyes, and the deliberate gentleness and guilt in Kaguya's voice when she told the story.
This guilt is Kaguya's weakness, and the two children's worship of "Hero Manji" is a wedge that she can use.
Sowing discord between a mother and child never requires bloodshed.
Sometimes, a romanticized legend, a name hidden in the passage of time, is enough to sow cracks deep in people's hearts.
When the dark truth is revealed...
Beneath the beautiful story lies a brutal feast of betrayal, a life-or-death struggle!
Kaguya betrayed Otsutsuki Isshiki, the Emperor of the Land of Ancestors betrayed Kaguya again, and Kaguya betrayed her ten thousand times. You betrayed me, I will betray you.
"Let's go, Gamamaru."
After turning around ten thousand times, his figure gradually blended into the surrounding trees, his secret technique of concealing his aura operating freely, as if he had never appeared.
Gamamaru quickly followed, hopping and skipping behind him, muttering, "Teacher, what are we going to do next? Should we sneak over to hear what her story is like?"
Wanci didn't turn back, but kept walking. His voice drifted on the evening breeze, carrying a hint of strategic composure: "No need. We just need to wait, wait for those two children to grow up, wait for their adoration of 'Wanci' to turn into questioning their mother's lies—that will be our time to act."
The evening breeze swept across the lake, creating ripples that scattered the lights of distant mansions into the water.
Manji's figure disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, leaving only the sound of Gamamaru's footsteps and fragmented questions, which were gradually swallowed by the night.
In the mansion not far away
Kaguya sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting the backs of her two children, and began to tell the embellished story of "Heroes a Thousand Times"...